It's true. I don't know anyone named Jean. Certainly the only "Jean" that shows up in my Facebook friend search - & can we just acknowledge how weird it is that you can "search" your "friends"? - is someone I haven't spoken to in well over a decade & I'm certain she no longer looks at Facebook. She might even have forgotten her password. Anyway, I'm not sure it's her real name - she's using Jean as her last name but perhaps it's actually her real middle name. The point is, I'm not sure if I reached out to her I'd actually get a response.
There was a time when there were two sort-of Jeans in my life. My sister Pat's husband - he's a widower now - his mother was named Jeanette, but she's not been with us for a while. & he now longer speaks to me. So I couldn't ask him to talk about his mother, who seemed to be a very nice person. I can see her face even now. She had a lovely smile.
& the ex-wife of one of my brothers has a sister named Jeannie. I thought about asking her - we're friends on Facebook - to inquire if her sister might like to talk on the show, but I somehow thought she'd either say no, or her sister would say no, or it would just be too weird for either of them. I haven't spoken to that Jeannie since - this is absolutely true - the fall of 1988, when she gave me a ride to Dallas from Austin for I think Thanksgiving. She was living on the Gulf Coast at the time & was swinging through Austin for some reason. It seemed like a nice drive. But we didn't speak again. & I guess my brother & her sister were divorced soon after, so there weren't any family gatherings at which to see her.
& that's it! So why do a radio show about anyone named Jean? I suppose I can answer that tomorrow, even though you know what the answer is & shouldn't even ask that question anymore.
Post Script: I will talk to three people with some form of the name Jean on the show, though.
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